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My boss is having an affair with the assistant and they thought the employees didn’t know and now they are quitting their jobs.
What do you think... is it ok to lie to a person that is dying? That is a question I get to ask myself over and over again for the last 3 years. My Dad was very sick. I do not want to say too much about it to protect my identity, but after his diagnosis, we knew that he did not have much time left. He needed a kidney transplant and he needed one fast.
My sister and I immediately went to the doctors to see if we were a match and could save his life by giving him one of our kidneys.
I remember that my sister's appointment was on a Tuesday, mine was following the next day on Wednesday.
Here comes the horrible part... I never went to my appointment. I was drinking and partying the night before and overslept. It was such a terrible, horrible and terrifying time and I used to get my mind off things by doing a lot of wrong stuff with a lot of wrong people.
I woke up in a haze on Thursday afternoon to a frantic phone call from my sister telling me that she was no match. She was crying hysterically and beyond reasoning. I still remember that moment. I could have said that I forgot my appointment and that I would make another one. But a lot of other stuff happened before (I do not want to talk about it in detail), that I was ashamed to admit it. In this moment, I was certain, if my sister was not a match, I would not be one either.
So, I lied. I said I WAS at the appointment and that I also was not able to donate.
In that moment I really believed that the universe would not be so sadistic and evil as to let my kind and good father die because of his terrible excuse of a daughter.
Well, he lived for 3 more months. They were not able to find a match or a donor in time. And I will never know if I could have saved his life.
#father #dying #donor #match #lying #lie #horrible #death #confession #ashamed
I told one of my friends that I was depressed when I was 11 because my mum and dad had a divorce. Except they didn’t and they’re happily married. It’s been on my mind a lot and honestly it really bugs me. I don’t want to tell her because we’re really close and I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I told her my sister didn’t know so don’t ask her but I’m scared she’s gonna bring it up in conversation.😬 what should I do
I suck at spelling and reading and I’m a senior in college. I feel completely stupid
I have lived my entire life in fear of black ppl. I was taught they are evil terrible mean ppl so I steered as far as possible from them. In school I wouldn't talk to them or even make eye contact with them. I was pertified at thier presence. I graduated high school got married not long after and had 4 boys and I taught them as I was taught to refrain from getting involved with black ppl at all cost. They took our advice as racist as it was and didn't socialize with no black person to date but my youngest son Daniel was the exception. He got into the rap and saggy pants and of course the drugs. It started with marijuana and now he's a full blown meth head. He quit school and did basically what he wanted to do and his dad had to do 2 years in the Middle-East and my son would get soo strung out he would do anything for money. We had to cut him off finiacially and he stayed gone for weeks then he would call in soo much debt with his dealer that we would bail him out to keep them from hurting him. We put him in rehabs until we had to declare bankruptcy. My husband risked his life for his country everyday over there and Daniel bankrupting us was a big slap is my husband's face. He was discouraged and blamed himself for not being home to deal with Daniel but the biggest hit was yet to come. I got a call from a man that tells me Daniel is in big trouble and he needs my help so I go find him just where the man told me he was and I bring him home with me. We were home maybe 20 to 30 minutes when the door bell rang and as I answered the door I was pushed backwards by a black guy who had 3 other black guys with him. He asked me where Daniel was? I told him he was getting a shower and he would be finished shortly but he wasn't waiting and he sent his 3 guys to pull him out of the shower and they threw him down in the living room floor wet and naked. I was embarrassed as a mother would be in the situation and grab a throw off the back of the sofa to Daniel and he covered himself. Daniel was out of it so I spoke up and said I take it Daniel owes you money,right. The leader says "hell yeah he owes me money and I want it,right now." I ask him how much does he owe you and he blew me away when he said $3,100.00. I did not have that kind of money. I only had $900.00 and most of that was bill money for utilities. I told him I didn't have that kind of money and he threatened to hurt Daniel right now. I begged him to please not hurt him that I would sell my car and everything I have to come up with the money. He asked me if I would sell myself and I was confused at the statement and responded with the only word I could think of at the time and that was "what! " He tells me he didn't studder. He rephrased the question and said, "would you give up that fine ass to spare your son's life" Still stunned by what I was hearing I hesitantly said "you know I would". He said good that's what we will do then,you can work his debt off and we can start right now and commands me to undress. Omg,this was happening my biggest fears had come true because not only am I conversing with this black dealer but now he's wanting sex with me. I look at Daniel as I undress and this black bastard takes my wrist and forces me to my knees and puts his dick in my mouth and he disrespecting me the whole time with the typical ghetto lanuage and he lays me on the sofa and he gets real aggressive as he really thrust into me and I do orgasm and they take turns with me then they lead me to this Escalade and for 4 days I am constantly fucked with very little sleep until my son's debt is paid. I had to tell my husband everything I thought is was the right thing to do and it was but I left out an important part that I kept secret and that was that I realized I was able to payoff $3,100.00 dollars of debt in just 4 days. Sex is something I enjoy and with my husband overseas I felt deprived of it and the money is great. My husband barely makes $3,100.00 for a whole month so I turned to prostitution to aleviate two problems I was dealing with which was loneliness and debt and I didn't have a problem with selling my body to get what I wanted. Grant it I wouldn't have turned to prositution had Daniel followed his brother's footsteps and stayed straight but there is a silver lining in every cloud and one such silver lining if you can call it that is that I am not longer racist or scared of black ppl and do have quite a few black clients that I service weekly and bi-weekly. After Daniel was forced to watch his mom with these 4 blacks thugs and witnessing the extreme measures that I was willing to go thru to protect him,Daniel got clean and is doing very well. My husband finally got state side and I told him of my exploits into prostitution and how I was still doing it. He wasn't happy. He said that he understood what I did to protect and save our son Daniel but he doesn't understand why I continue doing it. I told him exactly how lonely I was and the money is great. He asked me to quit being he's home and could attend to the loneliness issue and he could do that but now I'm enjoying the men,the sex and the money too much. I tell him I still love him that hadn't changed but over these years I have changed. He agreed that I had changed alright,changed into a whore then asked me what happened to the beautiful loyal woman he married? He tells me he does love me but can't live this way and throws this guilt trip on me that this is what he gets for serving his country. I explain to him that I would love to stay with him and the decision to leave me would be his,not mine. He didn't even stay the night and went to a motel and ironically picks up a hooker off the street and when awakes the next morning the hooker is gone and he realizes there is no attachment between a prostitute and her Johns and he comes back tells me everything and he will accept my new found profession. We are out of debt and doing great. We now have a vacation home on the lake which we go to nearly every weekend where we go boing,fishing,swimming and it's fun. I never thought soo much good could come from a situation soo tragic and I guess you can say that life gave us some lemons and we turned it into lemonade. Life is good these days and my family is strong. My kids know are the greatest and we have not hid any of the events of our story from them and they aren't ashamed of me for doing what I did which I would've done for them all. They tell me I'm thier hero which is kind of strange seeing thier dad risked his life in service of our country and they do respect his sacrifice but they credit me with defending and saving our family and I'll take that with a smile and happy heart. I did sacrifice alot but in the end I'd do it again. Business has been booming even more so ever since I started taking on female clients and couples. Who knew little ole me could've done 180 degree turn where the things I once condemned and considered vile is now my life's work and passion. Truly sex sells and I'm cashing in it. Who knows maybe some of you reading my story will find thier calling in life thru some strange or maybe some terrible chain of events but either way I call it destiny. My destiny to bring joy to soo many ppl looking for just a release from the day to day stresses thru sex is self fulfilling. May God bless you all to find peace and happiness. Muah.
#shameless #drugs #weed #confession
I am 50 years old and still use a dummy (or pacifier as you Americans call it). I've used it again since I was 17.
I cannot fall asleep without it. Thank God those things are also produced for adults!
I confess that I am probably still single because of this.
I secretly log into my mothers computer and go into her nude pictures and send them to my email, i have been doing this for almost two years now( im 24 and my mom is 44). when i have problems getting off i go to my email and i start to masturbate . its the taboo that really turns me on, but i would never touch my mother in that way. the worst part is that ive been married for four years and sometimes feel bad.
i feel like i’m just not a good person. that i could always do things better, that i create trouble and hurt people instead of being the ones to remove their troubles away. i always think i’m helping people and that they must think i’m nice but in reality i’m probably have little value in their life and don’t even contribute that much. i don’t know why i have such low view of myself, but now i do even more because i realize i made a lot of mistakes. im so mediocre.
Kinda ashamed here so I use tampons frequently even off my period... Anyway I love to smell them when I pull them out idk what it is the smell makes me feel good
My mother in law gets confused a lot and since her husband died can not be left alone.
I am disabled and my wife works. So we took her in our house.
Little back ground on her: She has been a slut all her life. she hooked up with a much older man when she was thirteen, she got pregnant and married him. She had four children.
He left her when she trashed him for not begin able to satisfy her sexually. She married my wife's dad. he could satisfy her she told me. But in the large garage he owned, she took on three of the young guys in the cars and in the office. She told me once she got a hard fuck in the back room by a mechanic and went to the office to clean her self up.
One of the teens who pumped gas came in punch out from work. and she bent over the desk pulled up her skirt and told the teen boy. try some of this pussy and tell me if its good.
She said the boy got turned on pretty quick and he came quick in her. She made him sit in the chair until she could get him hard, and made him do her again.
She and my wife's dad divorced and she tried to breed every man in the city. Finally settling down with her now past husband.
She never stopped bashing him for not getting ti hard, not giving her sex. I wonder how he took it. He knew she would drop and spread for any man who turned her on.
Her mind may have slipped some but her desire for sex has never changed.
When she showered I had to help her get dressed or she would wear the same clothes for months. She has always walked around nude, I have seen her nude many times over the last twenty five years.
She is still a fair built woman. While her breast have gone a bit south, the huge areolas and nipples are right up front and still nice. She has a very thick pubic bush, with very dark hair. She walks out nude and takes me hand and ask, can we have sex today?
I keep telling her no, I am married to her daughter. She insist she will not mind.
My friends came over to play cards and she seemed to like my friends. One is a single man who lost his wife in an auto accident. He said he would like to try her out. So I told him when to be here and I let him be there when she came out of the morning shower.
She did her usual and on the bed, Can we have sex this morning? He told her yes. Got undressed and noticed she was masturbating her self. She told him she would be ready in a minute. When she finished she took him in hand and gave him oral sex. Once ready she lad back and spread the hair and opened right up. he said it went in nice and she worked her body as he stroked her.
now he wants to take her to his house. she is good enough in bed that he will sleep with her at night and hire a care taker for her when he is gone.
While he likes sex he is not for the relationship and the headaches of a new woman. She is perfect with the same desire as he has. He told me it would cost less to hire her a care taker and know he can have sex at night or in the morning.
I told me wife what he wants, and being totally truthful. She said she likes the arrangement for her.
My wife was friends with his past wife and she has always thought he was a good person. Knowing her mom would have a home, would be satisfied is a good thing.
I am a straight guy, i never wanted to be with another man. I was recently in tge hospital for minor surgery. The nurses assistant was a little phillapino guy, he came in and said we have to give you a bed bath today. But first he gave me pain medication i think dillanden the dose looked large, then an hour later he gave me another one. He said time to get washed so another assistant came in with him. They closed the curtain stood me up and removed my gown, they started wiping me down and said we have to clean everything isaud ok they immediately removed my underwear and
One began cleaning my dick and the other my ass. I got hard and he was giving me a hand job, the other guy said bend over so i xan clean your ass good. When ibent over he had lubed his fingers and put two fibgers in my ass as far as he could then he started rotating them it felt good when i was drugged up. Then he put his cock inside me i trued to fight but they held me.
He fucked me hard and fast while the other guy was jacking me off. I was never that hard before. It kind of hurt because he was huge. Then he came in me u could feel the warm cum side me, then they switched places and the other guy came in me. Right after the one guy started sucjing me abd i cane quick ib his mouth, he swallowed every drop. Then they cleaned me up. They did it two more times. Now i do it with other guys bcause i l LOVE it.
For years now I've engaged in masturbation sessions while talking to phone helpline counsellors about fictitious issues that have a sexual undertone but never directly relate to sex. Having my mind taken off the fact that I'm playing with my cock enables me to edge for hours and with the addition of aphrodisiacs in the form of recreational stimulant drugs it can be mind blowingly intense and orgasmic for a prolonged period. I make sure I have ample time and set the mood so I can totally relax and get into my story of anxiety and guilt over my varied self destructive behaviours with my unsuspecting phone counsellor/sex operator. The more concerned and sympathetic they are the more arousing it is. They use terms like " I imagine it's very hard " or " you sound like you need to take control " and then, " what do you think you could do to relax and take your mind of it, is there an activity you used to do that made you feel good that you haven't done for a while ???, what about something as simple as taking a warm relaxing bath ???. Oh fuck yeah, sometimes I'll go all the way and take the chance by replying that a warm bath sounds wonderful, and that I'm a bit embarrassed to say but I used to use masturbation to help feel better but I'd lost interest in that. Most will respond positively and reassure you that you can talk about anything without them judging you. One even suggested masturbation as a stress relief mechanism and that if I was having trouble with the desire to self medicate with self pleasure try using internet porn as a way of sparking arousal. " really, I have seen the odd movie years ago but I guess I could have a look online, is there like, full sex and like a movie I saw once with two girls and a guy ? I ask. There anything you can think of, I'm not an expert she says but there's everything and anything people might do or enjoy sexually, really, I'd be happy if I could even find a video of a nice girl masturbating too I say, oh there's plenty of that she says as I blow all over myself trying not to moan out loud into the phone. It's terrible I know, using the wonderful souls that volunteer their time to help others but the soothing sound of a sweet caring female voice is such a turn on.......... and it's free. I get racked with guilt and shame afterwards but I do it again when I feel the need, it's like an addiction and adds another horny dimension to my portfolio of secret sexual behaviours.
I had sex with an escort. I can't tell this to anyone in real life. I feel shame but I don't regret it. I think I might do it again soon.
#sex #prostitution #escort #shame
I was sexually assaulted as a child. That person is gone. But I’m still fucked up. I’m a good person to others. But I hate myself. I have tried everything. Even soft safe porn sort of. Well really just swimsuits. I can not move on. Meds & therapy didn’t work. What the heck is wrong with me.
I stopped fighting back because they’d hurt me worse. I wake up reliving it. I have no one to talk to about it. I’ve carried this for so long.
I'm a fit guy in my mid forties and I take photos for a living. I've confessed here before about my sins, but this happened to me when I was in my early twenties and still living at home and trying to make a go of being a wedding and portrait photographer.
The family next door were from Sri Lanka, well the dad was, the Mum was English, but had met him there. They had four daughters, three stunners and one fat ugly one. She must've felt shit. Anyway, they had grown up while I'd lived there. The fat one had left home to go to university and next eldest was on a years trip back to the traditional family home in Sri Lanka. That left the 15year old and the 12year old to pretty much fend for themselves that summer. They took to sunbathing in the garden and as our houses are big Victorian places if I looked out of the rear attic windows (where my half-arsed photo studio was) I could spy on them,
One day, it was really hot, they were sunning themselves topless. Spying on them got me really horny and I couldn't help but play with my big cock as I watched. I had to get a closer look and ventured into the garden, pretending to water the plants. I worked out a lot then, so I looked good, and I was only wearing shorts. I was freshly shaved (I shaved all my chest hair then, but don't now). Pretending to be absently minding only my business I stepped onto the rear patio and peered over, as if by accident, and saw the girls, both on their backs, tits exposed.
The elder girl, Hatty, was in a bikini slip, the younger Bina, wore denim cut off shorts. Hatty had nice rounded tits with fat pink nipples, a stark contrast to her deep rich coffee skin. Bina had beautiful perky breasts with small teats.
I said "Hi" and frightened the daylights out of them.
They both grabbed for their tops, which was a hilarious scene. I said "Don't bother on my account. I'veseen you both like this before."
"How come?" says Hatty.
"From my window," i said and indicated.
She gasped. "You fucking pervert. Wait till I tell mum and dad."
"And let them know when they go to work you strip off and sun bathe? Your mum won't like that."
They were quite strict. I hadn't even seen boys visit the house - or any friends at all to be frank.
"if you like, " I continued, "You can see something of mine."
"Like what" asked Bina,
"Come over here and look over."
As they approached, I hastily unhoooked the tie on my shorts and dropped them to the floor. My erection bobbed out, long and thick
"Oh my fucking god," squealed Hatty. "oooooo" whsipered Bina.
They stared at me for a long time and I started to wank with one hand "Wanna try this?" I asked
"We shouldn't." Hatty was clearly in charge. Bina was whispering at her sisters ear. Hatty may have been nominally in control, but her little sister was pulling the strings.
They consdiered a bit. I stopped wanking and pulled up my shorts. "Maybe some other time then."
"No, now," said Bina.
i love young girls, they so innocent and naive. They do the dumbest things.
"Come on then. Come over and I'll show you how it works."
With Hatty reluctantly in her wake, Bina ran around the front drives and, eyes all agog, stood on the patio expectantly. Hatty was trying to grab her wrist and stop her, but it was too late for either girl to not look. I was sitting now on the bench and totally nude I was stroking my massive cock, its whole ten inches looking hugely impressive. They just stood and watched as I jerked for about five minutes. They moved closer, but not so near they could touch me. When I felt the urge, I told them I was going to cum and pointed my cock directly at them. My jizz spurted across the gap in big white strings and splattered on the paving stones. They jumped back to avoid it. I have a heavy load and I was cumming for a good thirty seconds.
"Shit," said Bina, "That was amazing."
"if you show me your tits, I'll do it again."
"I don't know," hatty was still being prissy.
"Come on, Hat, It'll be fine. He's always been nice. Yous aid yourself how much you faniced him."
"Bina!"
That was sort of it. Now they argued again. I took the initiative, got off my seat and flicked at Bina's bra catch. She squealed and jumped as her bra fell away in my hand. She chased me, hatty in pursuit and I ran about naked for a few seconds until I let them catch me. Now we were all sort of play fighting and they got to accidentally rub against my cock. I squeezed Bina's tits. She screamed. A silly girly scream. Hatty tried to stop me, but I had her from behind and was grappling with the front catch on her bra. She reached back and pulled my cock. I grunted. She kept pulling. I released my hold on her, and she still pulled. I was getting hard. Bina saw it and she started to pull as well. I lay back and the two girls, one topless, one not, started to wank me. It wasdelicious. I tried to make one of them suck it but they wouldn't. Eventually I came again, thsi time all over my chest.
I need to wash this off" I said afterwards. They sat there whispering to each other, on their knees while I sprayed the hose all over my body.
I directed the water at them and they scrfeamed again and I chased them around with the hose soaking them.
After they'd managed to subdue me again, I said they needed to get out of their costumes.
"No way!" said Hatty. "You just want to see us naked."
"Yes. fairs Fair."
She sulked. Then, without urging, Bina started to peel off her shorts.
"No Bina, dont be silly."
"Oh shut up hat, You spoil everything."
Bina watched me as she undressed, first the shorts, thena pair of practical white undies, probably from M&S Kids. My cock grew again and she grinnned. "See what happens!" she said pointing.
She loooked gorgeous, with her cute hairless pussy exposed.
It was all i could do to start wanking again. "That's what you do to me, Bina." You're so sexy"
"Come on HAt, please, show me your tits," I pleaded, "I'll come again for you."
I was sounding like a schoolboy. Hat shrugged and pulled a face. Slowly, reluctantly, she took off ehr bra and flashed her boobs at me. Bina had taken hold of my cock again and her head was edging closer to it. I felt for her hair, which was shoulder length, and took hold. I moved her head inexorably towards my cok and automatically she opened her mouth and started to suck the end.
"Oh Bina, stop." was all hatty could say, She went to grab her sister, but Bina shoved her aside, the effect making her bite my cock.
"Ow!"
She was so apologetic.
"You need to pay a forfeit. Or rather your sister does, it was her fault."
"No, we're leaving," said Hatty.
"No, you won't. I said. You could have left ages ago, but you're still here, you like it."
She didn't leave,
"Take off your bottoms."
"No."
"Go on, Hat," said Bin, "Its fine" She was stroking my cock again like a pro.
Reluctantly - even more reluctant than last time - those bikini bottoms came off. Hatty had a beautiful hairless shaven pussy with a plump mound and a pair of fat engorged lips hanging from her cunt. She was horny. This was turninmg her on.
Bina sucked my cock again and I lay back and simply gestured for Hatty to hold my hand. She took it and then, without encouragement, she knelt opposite her sis and sarted to lick my shaft and balls. (I always shave) I knew a third cumw as due soon, I was so excited but I ahd to do more than just wank now. I too was so horny. I reached out and squeezed Hatty's full boobs. She didn't resist. She sighed. Bina now had four inched of cock in her mouth. "Come here, " I said and got her to twist around so her legs were ove rmy face. My tongue speare dup at her little slit. iw as surprised to find it positively dripping with cunt juice. Hatty said nothing. We did thsi for a while and I felt Bina's lips exit my prod to be replaced by hatty's fully, plumper mouth. Above me I could just make out Bina playing with her tiny tits. The girls were talking in Sri lankan. Finaly, in English, Bina said, "You must, you ahve to go first, haty, your the older one."
Bina got off my face and I was welcomed by the sight of a beautiful naked Hatty crawling up my body, her cunt open for business and slick as the sea. Slowly delicately she lowered herself onto my fuck stick and breathed out long andhard. I lasted all of a minute, which must have been very disappointing for her, but I was too far gone. I pumped another enormous gush into her gash and she smiled and collapsed on top of me and hugged me.
"Oh I wanted this so much, " she said "So much."
We stayed like that as I went soft. "Sorry i was a prude. I'm so nervous. Mum won't let us do anything."
"Well anytime you wanna do anything, come round and we can do whatever you want." I reached for Bina's body and my arm circled her. "And you too, Bina."
"I want to do it now."
"You'll have to wait a bit I've cum too much."
In the event i couldn't take BIna's virgin pussy that afternoon as we didn't have time before their mum came home. Hatty became a regular visitor to my studio. Bina became the first underage girl I photographed naked - in fact my first nude shoot. She was the most outrageous and she introduced me to many of her friends which allowed me to begin regular photo and fuck sessions with young naive girls. Even though my life adventures have been wild, I remember that first experience as clear as the summer's day.
#sex #threesomes #oral #mothers #young #preteen #abuse #addiction #greed #lust #obsession #shamelessness #interracial #teen #shaved #cum #bareback
TL;DR: tricked into half naked teaching on Halloween :(
Last Halloween, my first year teaching, a student of mine (8th grade) made me promise to wear whatever costume she got me for Halloween. Didnt think much of it at first as we kept talking about it for weeks leading up. Then the day came, she pulled out a tiny, tiny dallas cowboys cheerleader costume, then plopped the boots for said costume on my desk (this specific one.. https://www.partycity.com/adult-dallas-cowboys-cheerleader-costume-P321838.html). I was immediately alarmed to find how incredible short (and see thru) the shorts were and that I could not fit into the top! (I'm a 34 F breast). Being a woman of my word, I changed into the costume in the teachers bathroom and was promptly horrified by what I saw. so I went back into the classroom in my clothes as before and my students BOO'd me! they even hit me with my own ammo, as I preach keeping promises is paramount. One girl even said "how should we trust you if you lied to us like this?"... So I marched back into the teachers bathroom, put on the top I didn't fit into, slid on the shorts that were basically bikini underwear, and fastened my high healed knee high boots, buckled my huge star clad belt and marched to the door. I opened the door and was met by an eerie silence. All of the students just looked at me with no sounds being made. All of these 14 yr old girls staring at me scanning my body. So I just stood there.. in my tiny little cheerleading outfit, bottom of my breasts not even covered. What did my brilliant self do next? I just started the lesson. I made my worst mistake of all, bending over with my butt FACING the class in these shorts which rode them way up my rear. The class promptly started to giggle as I reached to cover my butt. Mortified, and with no other options in sight, the lesson began.. Social Studies, onto Science, onto Math. I taught it all in front of this class while barely clothed. bending over and reaching for things as few times as possible. Then finally the bell came at noon (half day thank god) and I dismissed the class. As I sat down at my desk I noticed at least 2 students pick up their phones off of their desks, which were covered by books. They were quick to leave, so before I could put two and two together they were long gone out of the school building and off to their weekend. So now I can only wonder if these students were recording the entire thing?
I didn't know what to do, so I just let them go. I couldn't go to the principal and tell her about it. I'd be fired before I could finish the sentence. The class never looked at me the same and always held me in a bit of contempt after that incident. Really horrifying and embarrassing. I don't even want to know if those girls were recording me and what they might have done with that video. fml.
#teacher #students #classroom #cowboys #cheerleader #class #lesson #embarrassing #shame #rookie
I've always had a word turn on about being a whore. When I was 15 I really wanted to get lined up by the football team but I was also too embarrassed of the whole ordeal. I decided to give myself to them one by one separately. At first there was only about 6 guys who I thought were cute and sexy but the whole thing made me more curious about the whole team. I kept going and even got over to some of the jv players. By the end of the year I had fucked almost all of the football players on both teams. It was the best experience of my life, it made me excited for school, get good grades, and improved my status in the school. I got so used to the taste of cock that it got addicting, I could hardly stop thinking about having a medium size cock in my mouth (cuz I loved deep throating) that I eventually began thinking about my own brother's dick. He was 14 at the time. I continued this trend until I graduated, and now 34 with 3 kids, I still reminiscent about those times.
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